word, that shit sound good nigga
heh, music
money on my mind, fuck the bullshit

my security is a foreclip
niggas talkig slick, but they hard to try
wanna impress me, send the enemy to the sky
i’m tired of all these corny ass rappers
so called trappers, telling their story backwards
talking all that white shit, you ain’t never happy
posts office visits only time you stamp the package
shame on me for yet to have an album and a rapper
but nigga shame on you for every album getting wacker
ain’t you a dick writer, switch sider
certified click-hopper still getting nadda
niggas kept fighting with the team on that sneak shit
making diss records but keeping the secrets
throwing darts like a bitch instead of bombing like a warrior
just let me know where some pussy in all of ya

sucker ass nigga, never moved a brick
you owe front and ass nigga
what happened to them chains
something bout that nigga use a pee-on
pissed off cause we on
getting their presidents and ain’t no plee-ons
but i heard your man talking to the people nigga
i heard a couple states got killed just tryin’ to see you nigga
cut the bullshit, you came from a great home
never missed a mill, and ain’t no city that is real, no
if you really had that work like you said do
when the empire fell, they woulda came to get you
but since your man sitting up, and you’re out here writing dicks
evidently that shit wasn’t true
we mobbed up over here nigga
yeah nigga change your address to up there nigga
and just to be clear nigga
i dare nigga, we in the same game
see eachother airway nigga

what up?
i’m hearing voices
hearing voices, hearing voices, hearing voices
hearing voices, hearing voices in my head
what they say?
go bomb on these niggas
they suck and they write
fuck his vibe, fuck his balls
yeah
i’m hearing voices
hearing voices, hearing voices, hearing voices
hearing voices, hearing voices in my head
what they say?
go bomb on these niggas
they suck and they write
fuck his vibe, fuck his balls

fuck everybody tryin’ to come while i’m c&b
if you fall under that umbrella, it’s whatever
may the lord be with you when the hollow tips hit you
your label mates and ceo won’t cry and they forget you
sign somebody else and keep it moving like the mail man
cry your bitch ass, rotting in hell, damn
father forgive us, but thou shall not let any ṗretenders come against us
behead them, get the, let that leader studio
who the fuck let them
who the fuck oked that, lay ‘em down wave that
no grease, all war, no peace, all action
no tweets
and when you see me nigga please don’t speak
just be about all that shit you’ve been rapping bout
be a man of your word nigga carry it out
fuck your raps, fuck your weapon, fuck you
be the one exposure life, i would love to motherfucker

i’m hearing voices
hearing voices, hearing voices, hearing voices
hearing voices, hearing voices in my head
what they say?
go bomb on these niggas
they suck and they write
fuck his vibe, fuck his balls
yeah
i’m hearing voices
hearing voices, hearing voices, hearing voices
hearing voices, hearing voices in my head
what they say?
go bomb on these niggas
they suck and they write
fuck his vibe, fuck his balls